"Hey! Stop daydreaming! All eyes on me!" He heard a voice come from ahead of him, and there he saw Regrit punching forward towards his stomach, allowing Moby to deflect the motion of his punch and counter. But, little did he know that Regrit expected such a thing and lifted his hind legs up, using the momentum given to him by his opponent to flip forward and perform a kick to the head.

The crowd was abnormally silent as they watched those two fight. They were almost perfectly matched, a mirror image as they weaved their attacks in and out, countering their opponent's moves. The only exchanges they took ended with them trading arguably equal blows.

The fight was more intense than any of the previous fights, it was by far the most graceful and silent.

As their fists clashed, it was almost as if flashes of the past were springing up in Moby's mind. Like he was being led down a river of memories, yet it was one riddled with thorns and rocks as he could not focus on it for too long due to the fight happening right in front of his eyes.

Moby was using his eyes of sin along with various other magical enhancements and was on equal foot with Regrit. In his opinion, it was quite an accomplishment considering his power level was much higher.

Once again, as Moby and Regrit ended their exchange, each of them panting with various wounds all around their body, they prepared themselves for another clash.

However, as their fists were about to make contact, Regrit's suddenly disappeared leaving a visible trace of energy in his path that Moby could immediately recognize.

'Demon Flash!?'

And, he immediately reacted by pivoting his foot and kicking towards where he sensed his opponent in the rear, however… There was no one there and the attack came from the side and attacked his ribs instead.

*Argh* Moby grunted, the crowd suddenly cheering as this was the first clean hit and advantage of the entire fight.

Regrit then shifted his stance into an uppercut, but, Moby managed to perform a demon flash of his own to dodge the incoming attack and take some time to recover.

But, recovery time was not something he would have as Regrit immediately pressed on and seized his advantage by closing the distance in an instant, punching towards Moby's visage.

However, his attacks suddenly shifted into something far more reckless, akin to a wild beast compared to before. He was far too aggressive and allowed Moby to slip his shoulders past Regrit's fists and perform a devastating counter-attack, using his immense momentum against him by punching him in the face and sending him flying to the other side of the arena, slight cracks forming in his mask from the impact.

Silence once again ensued around the room as Regrit crashed onto the wall and immediately forced himself back up, heavily panting, blood flowing down from under his mask as he took up a shaky fighting stance with all his might, his gaze far sharper, bearing far more frustration than before as he showed no signs of slowing down.

Moby reciprocated the sentiment by doing the same.

The fight was once again even, the victor was as unclear as ever… Yet, the experts out of the crowd could clearly tell who was more exhausted, more damaged and who had the upper hand after that exchange.

The atmosphere was uncomfortably silent, no one making a move, not even the announcer daring to break the tension.

But, what did finally break the tension was not another bout to end the duel… No… Instead, it came from a rumbling in the ceiling. It started calm and barely detectable to the ear, but grew more and more boisterous as it slowly caught everyone's attention.

"W-what's that sound?"

*Ow!* one man yelled as he got hit in the head with something solid, picking up the object in his hands only to notice it was a rock.

"Is the ceiling falling on us!?"

The drunken crowd was fairly relaxed at first, but their panic increased as the small shower of rocks turned into an avalanche.

"Everyone calm down! We will all sort this out!" The announcer yelled over the microphone trying to calm the masses, however, it only led to even more hysteria. Everything had gone out of hand.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?"

"Is there a tornado outside or something!?"

The crowd went into full-on frenzy as they watched the roof of the room above slowly break off like someone opening a pickle jar.

There seemed to be no end in sight to the crowd's sudden madness. But, as soon as that roof came clean off, that conclusion could might as well be thrown out the window and buried deep down under the earth... Every single one of the students fell silent as they stared up at the single figure above, their faces turning pale with fear that consumed all of their five senses.

The atmosphere turned deadly cold, and it was as though shadows crept up slowly from the corners of their vision. Time felt like it slowed down to a stand-still, and their heartbeats grew drastic, skipping from hyper-speed in one instant and turtle slow in the next.

Their shaky eyes began to slowly lose colour and, their body felt paralyzed from the top-down by the all mighty presence above but at the same time couldn't help but shake like a vibrator.

Her pitch-black, wavy hair danced in the cold, nighttime wind. Her blood-red eyes that sat firmly on her face bore a slight radiance and were in between wide open and a squinting predator. She wore an uncanny snow-white military uniform and a glowing golden badge over her heart that could not be mistaken even by the filthiest of street urchins. Her left hand fell straight down to her well-endowed bosom while her right rested tightly grasping the hilt of her crimson katana.

To the normal onlooker, the person flying above was nothing other than a beautiful young lady. But, any man who knew who she was would not dare say that to her face, especially to the face she bore now as she stared at all the faces below like insects as she finally spoke with a distant, cold, otherworldly voice that felt like it shook the very ground and stabbed directly through their erratic heart.

"Look what I have here… I came here to conduct a fun little simple investigation to find a few stray fish but I ended up catching myself an entire pod of whales… Care to explain yourself? You want to fight back? Or will you simply surrender and accept your fate? Huh? So… What will it be? My dear students…"